Oh yeah, shout at the devil. At this time I had my own personal hairdresser.

It's hard to tell but I have about one inch of red red hair.

Hmmmm, whom am I kissing? I look like a watermelon. I like the wee buns.

My skin has never looked like this and never will, also, I didn't wear glasses at this time. Thanks 'Girls With Glasses' guy.

Freshly tattooed.

Erg. I look awesome. Just started working at Cinder Block. This is the fade of the above color.

For the Cyberpunky night at Shrine of Lilith.

In Michigan visiting family. I really tried to let my eyebrows go back but just couldn't.

They eye belongs to some guy from some old punk band (999 I think)

Making a face, at Stasha's house.

I look so matronly.

I look happy because there's a lemon in my cleavage... and it's shaped like a vagina.

Little alien bangs. I am very very serious... about something.

The power of the ultra orange hair is so great I try to eat Will.

Softer, gentler orange.

My piggie tails look like little trees.

Freshly cut by the lovely Alison at Peter Thomas.

At Burning Man, duh.

A little blurry. Ooops. Super 'Flock of Seagulls'. Cut by the lovely Josie.

Another cut by lovely Alison. Drinking a bloody mary like a big lush.

Gatsby hair dye from Japan. I have wanted silver hair for so long. Stoked!

Lil' bit of Agent Orange/Napalm Orange love coming at you. Can you see the rash on my neck? I'm allergic to our new offices.

I was trying to let my hair grow out. I am not good at it. I am hoping I can at least not bleach it for a while... dare to dream. Also, I am VERY SERIOUS.